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| dogtree - 1:53 PM on Jul. 15, 2009 |
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It all started 6 years ago after my 11 year old girl passed away due to cancer.
I was devastated and this contributed to the rough patch that I was having at the time. I found it really hard to get my act together until finally one day my daughter suggested that I go to the RSPCA and adopt a dog. I did this only to end up with another upset. I had the new dog for three days before receiving a call from them to say that the owner of the dog had come forward and wanted the dog back. I learned that the she had been picked up by the local council and because the dog was not microchipped they could not find the owner. She apparently saw the dog on their website and called. After seeing the reunion I was pleased to see them reunited but I was determined to try again.
I went to my local shelter and checked out nearly every dog in the place until I noticed Molly. She was just standing at the front of her concrete cage staring at nothing. She didn't seem to care where she was and certainly couldn't care less about the people walking around. She didn't bark or even wag her tail and I found myself just standing there watching her. After some time without any emotion from her at all I asked one of the volunteers if I could get to know her. I was fascinated with this little dog and wanted to know what made her tick. I was told that she had only just been brought into the shelter and that they thought she was a jumper and the people couldn't deal with it.
I found it hard to believe that this small, underweight dog could possible jump a high fence, but that didn't bother me at all.
I had her in the viewing yard for about half an hour and there was nothing that she did that convinced me that she could jump or for that matter do anything. She showed no emotion and completley ignored the fact that I was there. I realised then that this was a dog that had not been given anything either, no emotion, love, attention-nothing so I was determined that she was going home with me that very day. I hit a bit of a stumbling block. After the paperwork had been done they told me she had a knee problem and asked if I still wanted her.Of course I did and they explained what was wrong.
The next day she had her Patella operation and I was then allowed to take her home.
She was quite nervous and because of this I had no trouble keeping her quiet.
We got to know each other a little over the next few weeks but she only wanted to be friends with her three sibling cats. I tried to get her to sit on the couch, but she would shy away. I tired the bed and got the same reaction. She did enjoy her food and her little walks though. After about three months we had a breakthrough, she got up on the couch next to me and laid her head on my knee. I was so pleased my emotions exploded and I burst into tears. She was curious and got up onto my knee as if to console me. I put my arms around her and she pressed her little head into my chest and took my cuddles and stroking as though it had always been that way. That was the start of a beautiful relationship and she has filled the void in my life that was missing. I have had her for nearly five years now and she is the happiest, most effectionate dog I could ever hope for. We do everything together, we go everywhere together and even when I just walk to another room in the house she is standing there behind me with the happy smile on her face and the forever wagging tail. I cannot wait to get home from work each day to see her waiting for me and jumping all over me telling me how happy she is to have me home. She is totally spoilt and will always be the most special person in my life.
I hope everyone enjoys my story about Molly
Kind Regards
Val |
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